She stared at him with a pair of clear yet panicked eyes, her gaze filled with longing. A tear mole sat beneath the corner of her right eye. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down to her ears, falling softly without a hint of aggression.,Nansong was struck like lightning, his flimsy frame unable to bear the weight, shaking violently.,Isn't it just that, even if reduced to the dust, it's still impossible to defeat this man and make him submit.。